[WARING this story contains violence and death.. there is a summary at the bottom!] [ALSO, THE PROJECT CONTAINS BLOOD] - name: unknown age: died 2010, at age 13. would be 23 as of 2020. cause of death: unknown police were not able to find any evidence as to how she died, and before berried the body disappeared. the man read, the old newspaper laying on his lap. this was the house that girl had lived in, and it was rumored to be haunted, so his neighbors generously gave him this disturbing newspaper. oh well, he didn't believe in ghosts, and he knew there was a reasonable explanation. but unlike the girls body, the truth had been berried deep . . . i ran out of my house excitedly with my dad. tomorrow was my thirteenth birthday, and it was going to be so much fun! my dad had to go pickup some thing from the store, so i was going to go to the park. but it was a long walk.. unless you took the shortcut through the graveyard! i ran in at first, exited to go play, but after a while, i slowed down. the sky was covered with clouds and it had started softly raining.. of well, i should go home.. i turned around, but.. i didn't know where i was. how long had i been walking? the graveyard isn't that big. i heard a footstep from behind me and spun around. it was a man in a cloak.. i couldn't see any of his features, but he seemed tired.. he took as step towards me, and i took a step back. this continued for a few steps, until he said. " you will have to do.. " and he pulled a sword- or, or something, and brought it down on me. i tried to dodge, but it hit me. it hit me in the heart. oh gosh, i was going to die! i screamed, and the man dissinagrated before me. i fell down, and was knocked out. i woke up to the sound of sirens. there were police.. they had come to save me! stood up, excitedly. wait, how- the sword wasn't in me, and i was fine. i was also wearing a very nice cloak. i called to the police, but they didn't hear me. what was happening? WHY CANT THEY SEE ME?! i ran home as fast as i could, and when i got there a police stood at my door, my dad talking to him. he was saying.. i was dead? no! im not dead! IM RIGHT HERE! my dad looked shocked.. he clutched his chest.. was he, was he okay? he fell over, and the police quickly tried to help him. i pushed the police off him, and quickly went to my dad. no, no! he was dying! suddenly i lost control of myself, and i-.. i ki//ed my dad.. as he lay limp in my arms, he police standing over us, and calling someone sadly, the clock struck twelve. happy birthday. - aaand that is how this girl became the grim reaper. she ran into the graveyard on her birthday to play at the park on the other side, ran into the current grim reaper, who was old, died, ran home, her father died, and it was her birthday, and she was the grim reaper. i hope you liked it =3
NOTICE: the coding IS NOT mine! the coding is from this: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/186881663 , i simply remixed it in another project. i was going to code myself but the time ran out. all art and animation is by me the character currently belongs to @cara_chan the audio does not belong to me, credit to its rightful owners, and the coding belongs to @SmidgenSandwiches !
